Craving Red: Paranormal Erotic Retelling of Red Riding Hood (Erotic Kingdom) Page 2

  Satisfied that the other wolf had received the message loud and clear, the white wolf turned back towards her, smirking at her legs now splayed out receptively, and lowered his snout back to her sex. He resumed lapping more heartily as her juices flowed out, his tongue penetrating her opening. Kaia pressed against him, scarcely able to fathom the amazing sensation which she was experiencing.

  Long before she was ready, the wolf backed away, licking its lips and left her alone again.

  No, please do not stop! It feels so good! Do not go away yet…

  Her body still undulating with the beautiful aftershocks of her climax, Kaia’s mind was a haze of contradictions. She did not know what to think about what had happened, what to feel. Before long, left to the frigid night air, her body was shivering again.

  What was that that just happened? What have I allowed? I cannot deny I received pleasure from it. But still, it is vilely shameful. I shall likely go to hell for such blasphemy! Never should I have allowed it. Yet still, what could I have done to stop it? I am bound here, and had I attempted to fight it, likely the wolf would have eaten me alive instead.

  Although, had I any true morals of the highest virtue, that is exactly what I would have done, even if it would have meant my death. But, God forgive me, it felt so good! I was not in my right mind. Never have I known such pleasure was possible! Which leads me to wonder what other pleasures exist of which I do not know.

  No, no! I mustn’t think this way. It is sinful for an unmarried woman to derive carnal pleasure of any kind, let alone from an animal! Surely I am going to hell now! Still, I cannot stop thinking about how good it felt, the penetrating warmth of its tongue… What then would it feel like to have a man do that to me— to feel the warmth of his tongue upon the flesh of my womanhood?

  At the mere thought, a shiver of pleasure travelled through her, shooting straight to her newly awakened sex, making it ache all over again.

  Yes. I am definitely going to hell.

  Chapter Three

  The remainder of that night, Kaia had yet to find sleep, shivering as she was, not to mention the fact that the other wolves kept pacing back and forth by her cage. Clearly they, too, wanted to taste of her, their noses sniffing the scent of her roused sex upon the air. But always, the white wolf would reappear and growl at them to move along.

  Sometime in the dark hours of the morn all the wolves finally gave up and moved on, with the exception of one wolf, the black one with blue eyes. Interestingly enough, she sensed no hostility from him, and for some reason was not afraid when he came to lay beside her. Her prolonged suffering from the extreme cold superseding any rationality she should have had, Kaia moved closer to him. She was pleased when the wolf, too, pressed up against the bars, nestling into her.

  The heat radiating from its body warmed her enough that, at last, Kaia was able to find the sleep she so desperately sought.

  The following morning, she was awoken by a solid-bodied older woman with thick, brunette hair. “Here. You better eat, girl,” the woman said to Kaia rather coarsely as she shoved some bread and dried meat at her between the iron bars of her cage.”

  Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Kaia glanced down. The black wolf who had kept her warm during her sleep was gone. Surprised to actually feel somewhat disappointed, she guardedly took the food from the woman’s hand.

  “Where am I?” Kaia questioned.

  Offering nothing, the woman turned to go.

  However, Kaia refused to be ignored. “Who are you? Why have I been brought here?” she demanded more volubly.

  The woman stopped, turning back and smirked at Kaia. However, a friendly smile, it was not. “I am called Synnove,” she replied brusquely. “I am alpha female here.”

  “Alpha female?” Kaia repeated, puzzled. “Are you one of the wolves from last night?”

  “I am a she-wolf, yes, but I no longer transform. The wolves you speak of from last night are the males.”’

  “Are you the one who has caged me, then?”

  “But, of course,” Synnove replied, her tone scoffing Kaia’s ignorance.

  “Why would you do such a thing?” Kaia probed.

  “That is the way it is done,” the woman replied pragmatically.

  Kaia could feel the frustration growing in her at her questions being evaded.

  “The way what is done?” Kaia’s voice elevated, eliciting a snarl from the she-wolf.

  “The initiation.”

  The initiation. Yes, of course, Kaia thought to herself sarcastically.

  “Initiation to what?” Kaia prodded further, quickly growing tired of this game.

  Deciding she owed nothing more to this bothersome human female, Synnove rolled her eyes and turned again, this time striding off despite Kaia’s pleading.

  Slumping back in frustration, Kaia’s mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and questions.

  Why have they brought me here? Clearly, if they wished to merely eat me, they could have already done so. What purpose then, do they intend for me? And where are the wolves? I have seen not a single one about this morning. Synnove said she was a she-wolf. Would that mean that the wolves from last night, too, transform back into humans?

  Her question was soon answered. A blur of movement in the near distance made her jerk her head to the side.

  Three men were strutting through the camp, all naked. Kaia’s mouth gaped open at the unanticipated sight. Never before had she seen a man without at least a few layers of garments adorning his body. And never had she seen one’s genitalia, except for in fine art, of course. But that was far different than in the flesh. She swallowed hard, trying to force her eyes away from their groins. Yes, far different.

  Moreover, never had she seen men who exuded so much blatant confidence. Truth be told, it went well beyond mere confidence. Cockiness was more like it, although that was something with which she was not at all familiar in the refined social circle from which she hailed.

  One of the men was barking orders at the other men. She had the impression he was the leader of the group. His towering frame was muscular but lean, his pale hair sweeping past his broad shoulders, the hard, chiseled features of his stern face setting the stage for the intensity of his ice blue eyes.

  Sensing a raw savagery about him, Kaia disliked the man instantly.

  The other two men followed him, heeding to his words devoutly, though without sacrificing an ounce of their own assuredness.

  During the course of that day, Kaia saw also three more women pass by. They, too, were all next to naked.

  How can they walk about naked as that? Are they not bothered by the cold?

  She couldn’t help but notice that all but the one who had referred to herself as Alpha female possessed swollen bellies. Realising that could only mean one thing, a shiver skated down her spine.

  My God, they are all with child! Could that be what Synnove alluded to earlier? I must question them. I must find out!

  When the first woman came, a rather confident blonde, Kaia attempted to question her.

  “Please, Miss,” she entreated, “free me from this cage!”

  Pushing the scant portion of bread, dried meat and water at Kaia through the bars, the tall woman turned away from her without any response.

  Later, another blonde woman, much younger than the first, passed by through the camp and Kaia cried out for her attention. She, too, ignored her, so Kaia called louder. “Please! At least tell me why I am here! What do they want with me?”

  But finally, when she saw the third woman coming with her evening meal, Kaia had the feeling she might be able to get her to take sympathy on her. She was clearly the youngest of the four, scarcely older than herself. She waited until the red haired girl reached her cage and made the mistake of making eye contact with her. Then she seized the moment.

  “Hello, I am Kaia,” she began with a smile, hoping to remind the girl that she was actually a person, as opposed to the caged animal she had been treated as since being brought
there. “May I ask your name?”

  The girl was reluctant to answer, but could not bring herself to ignore Kaia’s searching eyes. “I am Gisli.”

  “Gisli, how lovely. I see you are with child. How long until the blessed event?”

  Knowing she should not be talking to the newcomer while still held in the cage, Gisli glanced about nervously. Assured no one was watching, she replied quietly, “Two months.”

  “How nice,” Kaia cooed, trying to establish a woman to woman connection with the girl. “And who is the lucky father?”

  Gisli scrutinized her as though it was the oddest question she had ever heard. “My baby shall be a child of the pack.

  “Yes, I understand that,” Kaia tried again, thinking the girl simply did not understand her question, “but which one of them is actually the father?”

  An annoyed expression settled upon Gisli’s face. “The pack is its father.”

  “Do you mean to tell me you do not know which male is the father of your child?” Kaia prodded, realising as she was doing so that the words probably came across as rather judgmental.

  “No,” the girl responded, clearly irritated as Kaia had worried. “It is not that I do not know. They are all the father of my baby.”

  Perceiving Kaia’s bewilderment, the girl expounded, “You will understand soon enough,”

  Now we are getting somewhere, Kaia thought. “Please, what do you mean? How will I understand?”

  “Your initiation will be soon, when it is detected that your scent is ripening.”

  “My initiation? To what?” Kaia probed, the fear evident in her tone.

  “Your initiation to the pack, of course,” Gisli explained. Trying to alleviate her fear, she continued, “It is a great honour to be chosen to be mated. They choose only the strongest of females. Therefore, it is of the highest honour for a human female to be chosen to help continue the species.”

  “Mated?” the fear in Kaia’s tone had now graduated to panic. “What are you saying?”

  “During your week of ripeness, you will be bred by all the males of the pack. If you play along, then after that, you shall be provided with more comfortable accommodations while we wait in hopes of the absence of your next menses. Upon the determination of conception, you will officially be accepted within the pack and a big feast will be held in celebration.”

  Kaia’s eyes flared with a mixture of panic and repulsion. “How many males are in the pack?” Kaia asked, needing to know what she was up against.

  “There are five— well six, if you count Dane. He’s the youngest and not actually officially part of the pack yet. But he will be participating in your mating.”

  Dane— I wonder if he was one of the ones I saw earlier? Though, certainly none of them had the looks or demeanour of being the youngest. Oh, what does that matter? I should be more concerned with the fact that I am here, being held hostage, naked and locked in a cage and about to have my body violated by six brute males!

  Kaia quickly tried to brush the thought aside. The thought of being taken by six males sent both fear through her, as well as something else quite the opposite which she could not begin to put words to, but quickly determined to suppress.

  “But this cannot happen to me!” Kaia countered loudly to the girl, as though it would make one bit of difference. “I am a Virgin! I am soon to be married to another!”

  “Of course you are, sister Kaia. We all were pure ones. You would not have been chosen otherwise. The wolves are territorial and prideful that way. Never would they disgrace themselves by mating with a female who has been spoilt by a human male. And no need to worry, you will not be returning home to marry. If all goes according to plan, your place will soon be with the pack. You should embrace the great honour it is. It would be best to rid yourself of any memory of your past life, for, one way or another, you shall never see it again.”

  Upon hearing this, Kaia began weeping. She just couldn’t believe this was happening— to her.

  “Do not fret, sister. It is not so bad here once you resolve yourself to accept it, to embrace all this lifestyle has to offer. It is quite delightful, really.” Her tone alluded to things which Kaia did not understand, but even through the veil of her privileged upbringing, could readily sense were carnal in nature.

  Kaia attempted one last time to plead her case. “But you do not understand! My mother is ill and I had been sent to fetch the medicine for her. Now, without my return, she may surely die!”

  Gisli appeared mildly sympathetic, though not enough to sway her. “I am truly sorry for your upset, but this is the way it must be. You role here is invaluable. You are a precious commodity to the future of the pack. Otherwise, the pack’s bloodlines face the risk of elimination.”

  Defeated, Kaia sank back against the iron bars. She did not touch her food that evening. How could she, knowing what her fate was to be? She couldn’t bring herself to believe it. Was this really what her life had come to?

  I wish they would at least bring me some clothes with which to cover myself, rather than forcing me to remain here exposed to all who pass by to leer at.

  What has become of my mother without my return with the help she so gravely needed? And what must my father think has happened to me? He must be insane with worry by now!

  Being the youngest member of the pack— and therefore the lowest ranking and least threatening— Dane was ordered to visit the newest human female daily to coax her arousal and reception of the pack for the big event. Not having been considered old enough to mate, priming the young maidens which they captured during each changing of the moon for the breeding ritual had been his duty for the past two years now. But lately, his frustration was quickly becoming exasperated. He didn’t know how much longer he could stand it.

  Of course, at first he was thrilled for the chance to get at some female flesh. But after a while, he realised he would have rather not done it at all, rather than to get all worked up just to be left with no warm place to relieve his throbbing cock. However, this time things would be different. He could actually allow himself to get worked up since he now had something to anticipate. For this was to be his first time to participate in the breeding ritual.

  Dane was given free rein to do anything and everything in his power to rouse the new female’s receptiveness, so long as he did not actually penetrate her. The privilege of deflowering all of the females automatically belonged to Thorin, his Alpha.

  He had been eagerly anticipating his first mating for so long now. The night he would be officially considered as a man. But now that it was imminent, he was not so sure anymore.

  Perhaps it was this particular female which made Dane feel differently about the whole thing. He probably should not have lain by her side in the night. But he just couldn’t stand by and watch her shuddering in the cold as she was. He told himself that he had only done it for the sake of the pack. Had he not, she surely would have been dead by morning.

  As Dane strode around the corner to head for the human woman who was their latest captive, he stopped dead in his tracks, taken aback by her beauty. It was as though he was seeing her for the first time— which he was, as a man. Her golden hair cascaded down the ivory skin of her back, and over her shoulders, veiling her rounded breasts. Beholding the soft curves of her body produced an instantaneous thickening of his organ, something which by now, rarely occurred, as it was nothing new to see naked females about the camp.

  And sure, he had been around countless fresh females there, and many of them had indeed been beautiful. But none of them could compare to this one. For with her, he instantly sensed that her beauty was far deeper than that which enticed his eyes.

  Dane swallowed in attempt to gain control of himself before moving towards her again. The girl’s eyes flared and she wrapped her arms tight about her legs, cowering into the corner of the cage. For a reason which was entirely unfamiliar to him, her frightened reaction troubled him. He forced himself to shake it off and moved forward to do wha
t he was sent to do.

  Kaia’s attention was suddenly alerted to a man walking towards her, one which she had not seen before. His towering, muscular physique put even their leader to shame. He had stopped dead in his tracks several metres away and was just standing there staring at her, the strangest expression upon his face.

  She gasped. Knowing not what his intentions were for her, her first reaction was to protect herself. She pulled her legs into herself and wrapped her arms tight about them, shrinking into the corner of the cage, the coarse iron bars cold and abrasive upon her bared skin.

  As though wounded by her defensive reaction, the man grimaced, only further perplexing her.

  What does he care if I am frightened of him? Is that not what they want, after all?

  Even in her present state, Kaia was not blind to the fact that he was attractive. To be truthful, gorgeous would be more accurate. She couldn’t help but notice the way his muscles rippled enticingly beneath his bronzed skin with every move he made. But still, more than that, he was strangely familiar somehow, though she was certain beyond a doubt that she had never seen him before.

  Reaching her, the man crouched down to unlock the cage, his coal black hair falling into his face so that it shielded his light blue eyes. The fear magnified in her, even as his looks inspired something else entirely conflicting with her defensive response.

  “May I ask your name?” the man asked, carefully opening the cage door. She could not help but be put at ease under the low softness of his tone.

  She was surprised by his civil manner. “Kaia,” she answered hesitantly in response, peering into his eyes in attempt to assess him. They had to be the deepest eyes she had ever seen on anyone.

  “Kaia,’ he repeated, the smoothness of his voice soothing her more. She quickly reprimanded herself for falling for the cunning ruse. “Lovely name. It means ‘pure one’, does it not?”